After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

Zhuang Yue's footsteps stopped, and the elongated shadow stepped on the sole of the shoe. When he turned his face, the complex emotions on his face instantly subsided, and he said with a hippie smile: "Who is Chaoluo?"

Fu Shiyu picked up the cold strong tea on the table, and said lightly, "Don't pretend to be confused."

"You know it's useless in front of me."

Zhuang Yue's face froze, and after staring at him deeply for a long while, he said, "I really can't say anything about this."

"The matter of the previous court has passed, and I don't want to mention it again."

"Because of Yan Chu?" Fu Shiyu mercilessly poked Zhuang Yue's heart.

Sure enough, as soon as the name was mentioned, Zhuang Yue's expression suddenly became a bit gloomy, and he couldn't even hold back his usual cynical smile.

Fu Shiyu felt a pain in his palm, and found that the teacup he was holding had cracked from the middle without any symptoms, and fell on the desk with a crackling sound, and the tea mixed with dregs wet the pile of books and picture scrolls on it.

The blood flowed down the wound of the tiger's mouth and dripped into the trickle of tea, like a bright red plum that gradually bloomed.

The silence in the study was eerie for a while, and the flickering candles seemed to reflect ghostly shadows on the wall.

Zhuang Yue's eyes were as cold as the twelfth lunar month and winter, and his icy eyes were like a tangible ice pick, nailed to Fu Shiyu's face without squinting.

He said in a flat tone: "You know what my bottom line is, let's forget it this time."

"Next time, I will consider spending another few decades to find someone else to take my place."

Fu Shiyu took out a silk handkerchief, his brows and eyes were cold, he wiped the blood on his hands unhurriedly, and said two words unhurriedly, "hypocrisy."

Zhuang Yue grinned when he heard these two words, his body was like a light shadow, and he came to Fu Shiyu in the blink of an eye, bent slightly, as if he was about to touch Fu Shiyu's bloodless lips.

"You dare." Fu Shiyu raised his eyelids and gave him a cool look.

Zhuang Yue paused only a short distance away from him, and approached Fu Shiyu's ear erotically, "I thought only you could understand me."

"We're the same people after all, aren't we?"

Fu Shiyu pushed his face away in disgust, and said irritably, "Who would use a soul like you to create a shadow of yourself."

Zhuang Yue sat casually on the chair next to her, "She is not my shadow."

"People have names and surnames."

Fu Shiyu didn't bother to talk too much about this topic with this person, so as not to inadvertently touch his back, "Since you don't want to talk, you can get out now."

"Hehehe—" Zhuang Yue said with a sneer, "You really come and go as soon as you call me."

Fu Shiyu ignored him and walked towards the door. Seeing that he was about to step over the threshold, Zhuang Yue suddenly said something behind him, "The one in the palace who is seriously ill on the couch."

He said meaningfully: "I don't think he will live long, let's meet him while he is dying."

Fu Shiyu's eyes were deep, and he looked at the bare persimmon tree in the yard in a daze. After a long time, he hummed inexplicably.

——It is indeed time to enter the palace.

"It's not good! Zuo Xianwang!"

Before Manda left the Daqing barracks, he heard soldiers coming from far away to report that his camp had been burned, and it was the most important grain depot in the army.

"..." Everyone who heard the news was a little silent. After a long time, Hada said in shock: "Who has such a great ability!"

Manda clutched his horsewhip tightly, with bulging veins on the back of his hand, and said fiercely in his eyes: "Who else can it be, you go to Langya Valley."

"Let them withdraw their troops!"

Hada's face changed slightly, and he grabbed the reins of Manda's horse, "Brother, where are you going?"

Manda breathed out towards the plain in front of him with a gloomy expression, and said in a deep voice, "Daqing."

"He burned my barracks, and I will definitely disturb Daqing's peace!"

During Sui Qing No.40, the crown prince was in power, and the most costly battle in the history of Daqing broke out on the frontier. General Dingyuan was captured, and the son of Guangling was missing. Fengyang City, Liangdu, Xiling City and more than a dozen large and small cities.

Bad news kept coming from the front line, and the prince was furious in the early morning, planning to tentatively re-appoint a great general of martial arts to go to the border.

palace inner hall

Feng Changxing was wearing a black four-clawed python robe, and was sitting behind the sandalwood case reviewing the memorial. Underneath stood a minister in a dark purple official robe.

Minister of the Household Department cupped his hands, and said solemnly: "His Royal Highness, I have already explained to Quanzi."

Feng Changxing didn't speak, and slowly finished reviewing a memorial on the table. Xiao Chunzi took it over with insight, dried the pen and ink on it, and carefully put it aside.

"En." Feng Changxing felt a little tired between his brows, and Xiao Chunzi hurriedly stepped forward to rub and massage his temples.

"When you go to court tomorrow, do what Gu said."

"Yes." The Minister of the Household Department responded quickly.

"When this matter was mentioned, I asked Quan Zi to recommend himself to lead the army and go to the border for emergency."

After finishing speaking, Hubu Shangshu glanced at his uncertain expression, feeling a little unsure, and said a little nervously: "But...Your Highness, there is only one in this minister's family."

Feng Changxing glanced at him, as if he understood what he wanted to say, and said calmly: "One hundred thousand Huns invaded."

"The 18 retreating soldiers will all rest in Dongyang City. Your son leads the [-] elite soldiers in the imperial city, a total of [-] soldiers. Took his head myself."

Hubu Shangshu replied yes in trepidation, remembering something, and said: "But if the ministers in the court know about this, wouldn't it damage His Highness's reputation."

"No one will know." Feng Changxing stroked the jade wrench on his thumb, and said quietly, "King Guangling and the [-] elite soldiers who were close to him will all die on the battlefield."

"As for Prince Guangling." He paused, "Even if he's alive, he won't be able to achieve anything."

Hubu Shangshu's eyes were startled, and his heart gradually began to recall. After he sorted out the meaning of his words, a chill shot from the soles of his feet to the center of his brows in an instant.

As long as his eldest son wins the battle this time, he can take over as a general as a matter of course, and next month will be the day when the youngest daughter of the family will marry the prince. In his hands, even if the prince of Guangling is alive, if he returns to Daqing, there will only be an empty title left. In addition, he has suffered a defeat in the previous battle, which is considered a crime. It is not certain whether this title will be obtained. Guangling has no real power The crown prince is the meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by others, of course, the premise is that the crown prince is willing to save his life.

Judging from the prince's character and the city's government, the prince of Guangling probably won't live in the capital.

Hubu Shangshu's heart sank. It seems that everyone has underestimated the prince's strategy and scheming.

Seeing that it was getting late, he didn't dare to delay any longer, "His Royal Highness, if there is nothing to do, then I will retire first. If Gouzi leads troops to go out tomorrow, I still have some things to explain to him."

"Well, just wait for him to return in triumph, and there will be a big reward at that time."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

"Go back."

Just as the Minister of the Household Department was about to leave the hall, Feng Changxing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked, "I heard that Ms. Yang is ill, how are you feeling now?"

"Suffering a little cold." Hubu Shangshu replied: "It's gone."

"That's good." Feng Changxing lowered his head to review the memorial again, and murmured seemingly unintentionally, "Next month is the wedding ceremony."

"I don't want anything to go wrong during this period."

Hubu Shangshu was dripping with cold sweat immediately, he hastily answered yes, and seeing that Feng Changxing didn't say anything, he walked out of the study.

As soon as he left with his front foot, Nian Qiu, who was wearing a palace dress on his back foot, stepped across the threshold in a hurry.

"Your Highness, someone wants to see you."

Nian Qiu has now been transferred to the Prince's Hall, one is to protect the prince's safety, and the other is to pass the news in a deceptive way.

As soon as she finished her report, two figures, one tall and one low, walked in from outside the study, both wearing hoods and cloaks. The facial features of the person standing in front were hidden in the shadow of the brim of the hat, and only a sharp chin could be seen.

Feng Changxing just finished reviewing the last memorial. When he saw the black figure standing not far away, he was startled, and then he shouted in surprise: "Teacher!"

He stood up abruptly, and stepped out from behind the case with a little eagerness, "When did you return to the capital?"

Fu Shiyu took off his hood, and then his clear and charming face appeared in the shadows, and his black hair, like black clouds and black ink, fell on his shoulders like flowing water.

Since he was seriously injured last time, his face is now a little sickly, and his eyebrows and eyes have become darker and clearer.

I haven't seen him for a year, but when he saw his face, Feng Changxing lost his mind for a moment, then returned to normal in the blink of an eye, and said happily, "Teacher finished his work?"

"Yeah." Fu Shiyu replied a little coldly, "How is Your Highness doing in the palace these days?

Feng Changxing nodded, thought of something, and quickly explained: "Teacher, I originally wanted to write to you to inform you about the prison, but seeing that you are tired from working abroad and worry about my affairs, so I didn't write to you." mentioned."

The firelight on the candlestick happened to be reflected in Fu Shiyu's eyes, the stream was shining and the brilliance flowed.

There was no difference in his expression, and he said calmly, "Your Highness can make his own decision in his heart."

Seeing his neither happy nor angry expression, Feng Changxing felt a little irritable in his heart. He glanced at Nianqiu and Xiaochunzi standing behind him, "Go out first."

After speaking, he saw the figure standing behind Fu Shiyu, and he asked a little strangely, "Teacher, who is this girl?"

Fu Shiyu didn't answer, and after a long time, he finally said, "The little girl I picked up on the road refused to leave, so I stayed by my side as a maid."

This 'servant' was Chaoluo who returned to the capital with Fu Shiyu. She was a young girl, and she was from a place she was not familiar with. Fu Shiyu considered for a long time and brought her into the palace.

Feng Changxing nodded, looking without the slightest doubt, "Then why are you dressed like this?"

"She was injured before and her face was ruined, so she was afraid of shocking His Highness."

"Really?" Feng Changxing seemed to be very curious about Chao Luo's appearance, and just wanted to reach out to take off her hood.

"Your Highness, I have something to ask you." Fu Shiyu suddenly said.

Feng Changxing paused, and was immediately distracted by Fu Shiyu's words, "What's the matter?"

Fu Shiyu casually glanced at Chao Luo who was behind him, and knowing that he was helping him out of the siege, Chao Luo hurriedly turned around and left the study.

Nianqiu and Xiaochunzi also went out, and there were only two of them left in the study.

Feng Changxing approached slowly, and asked softly, "What is the Taifu looking for me for?"

Fu Shiyu didn't show off his tricks either, he looked straight into Feng Changxing's eyes with piercing eyes, and spoke coldly.

"—I want to see His Majesty."

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